I want my boo

I don't need chicken soup or dinner sent to my table, or hugs and admonitions to eat/sleep well, or even having a hand to hold while I sit thru my busiest and most stressful time of the semester.. I don't need all that, but why couldn't you have given me just a bit more love? As is, weekends are spent telling me to work while driving to church/friend's house, or playing games while I talk to your ceiling. Weekdays mostly wake up calls and good night calls to report on my progress on work or your work problems.

I want more than that. I agree that I need all my time for work, but I do take breaks. When I wait for my file to save, or for my laptop to finish restarting. While I wait for the bus. In the three minutes my instant noodles is cooking. While I eat my dinner. Why couldn't you have put more thought into what little time I have? Tell me about the bible verse you read today, or describe a new song you heard on the radio. Ask me if I cooked, or where I did my work today. Is the weather warm enough to wear shorts? Have I started working on my facades yet? Little questions. Not just how's work, or how many percent done. Not even how are you. Ask specific questions. Tell me specific answers. Elaborate. Improvise.

But if you don't think it necessary, never mind I asked. I've got to get back to work anyway.
















Update
I'm sorry I complained, and I understand now how you wished our relationship were. I suppose I could handle it, if that is how you wanted it to be.